Karaoké More Country Than You Alex Miller & Emily Ann Roberts

You know, folks, I'm the countriest person they know

Oh really

Honey, those folks are wrong

Well, I can stack bales of hay in a barn loft all day long

I can grab my old guitar and sing you a Bocephus song

I wear a Bass Pro hat

I like a Copenhagen chew

Girl, I think I'm a little more country than you

Well, I can bait my own hook put up my own deer stand

I squirrel my cash away in a coffee can

My pair of Lucchese boots

Know how to boot scoot

Boy, I think I'm a little more country than you

That blue moon shines on my old Kentucky home

Oh, but Rocky Top is the countriest song I know

I grew up on a farm

So what

I got a rooster in my yard

I think

I think I'm a little more country than you

I'm a little more country than you

I got a four by four

I can drop a tailgate

I speak fluent southern

Now don't you tell me I can't

I make biscuits and gravy

Not like my mama can do

I think

Oh well, your mama wishes

Well, I think I'm a little

I'm a little more country than you more country than you

That blue moon shines on my old Kentucky home

Oh, but Rocky Top is the countriest song I know

I grew up on a farm

I got a rooster in my yard

I think I'm a little

I think

I'm a little more country than you more country than you

Well honey, you just think whatever you think

Uh, well, I think that I know the truth

I think

I'm a little more

I think I'm a little more country than you country than you

Now, don't count on it, Emily Ann

I know I'm more country than you are

You ain't countrier than me in them tight fitting blue jeans, Hoss

Well, Hoss is lettin' me tell you you can't even spell Country

Know I can too

K-U-N-T-R-Y

Oh, Lord, have mercy

I think

I think I'm a little

I'm a little more country than you more country than you